Dance With Depression

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That dark friend again will come stalking
From every shadowed corner of my cold and darkened room.

Submitted: March 30, 2007

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Misery!

Misery!

That dark friend again will come stalking

From every shadowed corner of my cold and darkened room.

My mind, such a twisted speck upon the shore of eternal sanity,

Will again feel poor and used in quality.

Despair!

Desperation!

Will loom from the far reaches of time,

Approach where I lay in quiet, come to my side as my lover,

And broken pieces of myself will lie glittering in my minds-eye;

Shattered compassion of tormented hope and unmoved promises.

Cannot!

Will not!

Must I never be released from the outrageous pain I feel trapped in my heart?

Shadowed visions upon the walls, in the streets of desperation, in the waters of my fatal depression!

And fiendish fantasies, such of dark and ominous appearance, will haunt my dreams

While I am awake, staring into space.

My sense of pride will become undermined by the acts in which I once touched

To try to create a sense of pleasure in my life.

And my moral values

(ha! what values?)

Like a small victim, will become, will begin to become molested . . . and tortured.

What a state!

Such a state I find myself in, a state that I hold by the crown of thorns and conceal in darkness

As I

Dance!

Dance!

With my old friend and feel the cluster of clusters self-destructing upon my soul.


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